"Are you sure you'll be fine?" Grayson asked, his hand resting hesitantly on the doorknob.

I sighed. "Yes, I'll be fine. I think I'm capable of taking care of our son by myself for a few hours."

"But he...”

"Grayson, just go," I said. "Ryder will be fine being away from his dad." Probably. Most likely.

Grayson nodded. "Yeah, of course. If you ever need anything, you know where I find me. And even if you just want to...”

I interrupted Grayson by cupping his face in my hands and pressing my lips on his. He really needed to shut up and go to work.

I pulled away. "I'll be...